You know, the blues ain't no music, that one man can sing alone.
The blues was here when you got here, it will be around when you're gone.
Blues ain't no ones music, that can thick one man.
It's made for everybody, that can love and understand.
You know, the blues ain't no music, that one man can sing alone.
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It's too much, baby.
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Sometimes it's up, and then, you know, it's loosing around.
But the blues stays, same all the time.
That's why I keep the blues, it's just on my mind.
You know, the blues ain't no music, that one man can sing alone.
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I'm not stopping that music, I'm just switching the line.
Everybody is talking, trouble all the time.
But the blues is my thing, and I'm staying to play it.
Cause I've been having the blues, each and every day.
The blues ain't no music, that one man can sing alone.
You can eat in the streets, and you can sing the blues at home.
